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[exanimatus]

This trip is bullshit.

I hope that there's a serial killer out in the woods. I hope that he murders all of you.

Preemptive dibs on the bed with the least amount of blood on it.

[this iJournal message is brought to you by the surly teenager on the roof of the Marian Family Cabin. how did he get up on the roof? he doesn't know, but it's better than talking to any of you losers.]

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[endthem]

[--ah, thanks cousin. he's on his way to find you, eyes glancing up at cabin roofs as he goes]

It isn't fun. It's homework.

[remembering all these people, names, socializing. ugh.]

[exanimatus]

You know what would be fun? An arcade. A movie theater. Hell, even a mall would be better than this.

[...he's laying down on the rooftop, so he'll probably see Legato first... and will take his hat off and toss it at him when he's within range.]

[payback]

I know the outside world is big and scary, but the sun won't melt your lily white face off, I promise.

[totes oblivious]

[endthem]

According to him, it might.

[but he's just kidding. Not that you can tell that from his voice. At all.

It's harder to toss a cloth hat upwards than downwards, so he'll just take it with him as he looks for how Zelman got up onto the roof.

Hey there, cousin.]

[exanimatus]

It might! You don't know. Maybe I have a condition.

[he sits up... points to Legato, points to the back of the cabin. there's a tree there. ...Legato's much taller than him, so he'll be able to climb it easy.]

[payback]

Yeah, your condition probably explains that gross disorder you call a personality!

`[OOOH BUUUURN giggle giggle]

[endthem]

[radio silence from this guy as he tucks his iJournal away and hauls himself up onto the roof]

[exanimatus]

I am going to throw you off a fucking roof.

[as soon as Legato gets up there, Zelman is rolling his eyes and making BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH BLAH puppet motions with his hand.]

[payback]

I'd like to see you try, shrimpy boy! I don't think all that listening to Dashboard Confessional actually gives you muscles! [LAUGH laugh isn't she a wit]

[endthem]

[Firstly, he automatically pauses for a moment as he climbs up onto the roof... until he realizes that Zelman's still talking to Rin, and not to him.

Secondly, that puppetshow actually earns a touch of a smirk. He really does have Rin's mannerisms down to an art.

And lastly... really? Dashboard Confessional? Really?]

[exanimatus]

Why does everyone keep saying that!? I don't even like Dashboard Confessional! Shit, you can at least try to make fun of me with something that makes sense....!

[yeah bro, give him a moment.]

[payback]

[laughs at Zelman's aggravation, that's all.

some things stay the same from world to world.]

[endthem]

[yeah, this is turning out to be pretty entertaining all around.

He'll just take a seat near where his cousin is laying, smirking to himself.]

[exanimatus]

Tch', whatever. I'm going to go. You have fun getting eaten alive by leeches, or whatever.

1/2

[payback]

Oh please. Leeches don't eat me alive, I eat THEM alive.

[payback]

Actually did you know a bunch of Napoleon's soldiers died like that? I read it in a book once, they drank leeches and suffocated.

[endthem]

[ha, seeing someone else stuck in conversation with Rin really is surprisingly satisfying. See, this is why he goes to such clever lengths to ditch her]

[exanimatus]

...That's fucked up. Unrelated statement: you're weird. I'm leaving.

[payback]

Uh huh, uh huh, you're a big baby.

[exanimatus]

I'm leaving.

[payback]

So leave already.

[exanimatus]

Doing it.

[and he.. turns his iJournal off. sjdfklsd.]

[payback]

[giggles to herself and returns to sunbathing]

[endthem]

[he... might be laughing to himself a little.

Just a little.]

[exanimatus]

Yeah, yeah. Laugh it up.

[he falls back onto the roof with a TORTURED SIGH.]

I hate everything.